TIFFANY’S POV
“I’m feeling pressed. Who knows where the restroom is around here?” Tiffany asked, as she looked around the bar.
“I think it’s that way.” Timothy said and pointed to a narrow corridor.
“I will be back. I need to release my bowels.” Tiffany said and walked away.
She followed the corridor and like Timothy predicted, it led her to the restroom. The first three had “Men” inscribed on the door and the next three had “Women” on the door.
She hurriedly pushed the door of the second one open and entered. Usually, she doesn’t use public restrooms, but she had no option because she always felt the urge to pee whenever she was on her period.
She couldn’t bring herself to sit on the water cistern so she squatted and peed. After peeing, she flushed and washed her hands in the washing hand sink.
She opened the door and was scared to find a guy with a facecap leaning on the wall close to the restroom she was in.
“Umm…are you mistaken, Sir? This is the female restroom. The male restroom is over there.” She said, gesturing with her hands. She was trying hard not to be or look scared.
“Oh, no, no, no, Senorita. I’m here for you.” The man said, with a heavy Spanish accent.
“Me? Do you know me?” Tiffany asked, getting scared.
“I don’t know you, but I don’t mind getting to know you.” The man said, and walked towards her.
Tiffany wanted to rush back into the restroom and shut the door, but the man discerned her motive and quickly grabbed her.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!” She yelled as she struggled with him.
The man persisted and pinned her to the wall. He used one of his hands to pin her hands above her head then the other to grab her cheeks.
“Listen, You have to cooperate or I force you to. Now, kiss me!” The man commanded, dragging her lips to him.
“Are you okay? What do you mean, kiss you?” Tiffany asked, alarmed.
The man ignored her and forcefully brought his lips close to her, and that was when Tiffany heard the flash of a phone camera. She panicked and kicked the man on his groin area. He screamed and released her and she tried to run after the person taking the pictures but the person was already gone.
It was more like the person was never there. She didn’t get to see the person to know if it was a male or female.
Tiffany became tense as she walked to join her friends. Why did the person take pictures of her? It sickened her that the person might send it to Shawn. Who the hell was doing this to her? She was sure the person planned it with the man that attacked her.
“Are you okay, Tiff?” Timothy asked when he noticed her mood.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She replied, trying to cheer up.
“Did something happen in the restroom?” Freya asked, not convinced.
“I’m fine. I honestly am.” Tiffany replied, already tired of their questions. She couldn’t blame them, though. They were looking out for her.
The next few hours they spent there was uneventful to Tiffany. She suddenly felt sick and wanted to go home, but she knew her friends were having fun and she didn’t want to ruin the moment for them.
It was finally time to go and Tiffany exhaled in relief as they stood up and headed out of the bar.
“Tonight was awesome. Thank you for suggesting we come here, Tim.” Freya said.
“It’s a pleasure. The place is nice.” Timothy replied.
“Yeah, it is. Tiff, did you enjoy the place?” Frey asked, bringing Tiffany out of her reverie.
“Yeah, I did. Thank you, Timothy.” She said.
“Are you sure you are okay?” Freya asked again.
“Yes, I am. Just mood swings. I will be fine.” Tiffany replied.
“Okay, Then. Good night, guys. Let’s chat tonight or tomorrow.” Freya said as they got to their cars.
“Good night, everyone.” Tiffany replied and got into her car. She was grateful none of them asked for a bear hug.
Sighing tiredly, she started the car and drove off.
RACHEL’S POV
She immediately walked to the direction of the restroom and watched Tiffany enter the second female restroom.
She was about to walk back when a man Walked out of the first male restroom. Merely looking at him, Rachel could tell he would do the job perfectly.
“Hi.” She called in a hushed tone.
“Hey, pretty Senorita.” The man replied with a heavy Spanish accent.
“How would you feel if you got 10, 000 bucks for a simple job?” She asked, smiling slyly.
” You have a job for me?” He asked, giving her a suspicious look.
“Yes, I do.” Rachel said. She had to hasten up and negotiate with the man before Tiffany gets out.
“I’m all ears.” He said.
Rachel gestured for him to come closer and then she whispered something in his ear. The man’s eyes widened and then he nodded.
“Meet me outside the bar in ten minutes time after you are done and you will get your money.” She said and hurried away
“Hey, What took you so long?” Shawn asked, when she returned to the table.
“Oh, nothing serious. You know how long we women take when we use the restroom.” Rachel replied.
“Oh, okay.” Shawn replied and looked away.
“Ouch!” I have to use the restroom again. I think I’m having a running stomach.” Rachel said and hurried towards the restroom again.
Her timing was perfect, because the man had Tiffany pinned to the wall in the most inappropriate way. Rachel quickly took the pictures and then hurried away.
She hurried outside of the bar and a few minutes later, the man approached her.
“Here is your money.” Rachel said and stretched wads of dollar notes to him.
“Nice doing business with you, Senorita. If you don’t mind, I wanna have a taste of ya.” The man said, licking his lips.
“You must be stupid, Lowlife.” Rachel yelled, disgusted at his advance.
The man forcefully grabbed her and pulled her to himself. “You talk to me in that manner again and I swear, imma break your teeths.” The man said and snarked at her before pushing her away.
Rachel got scared as she hurried back to the bar. The man was obviously not someone she should mess with it
“What took you so long?” Shawn asked, when she returned.
“I told you my stomach was upsetting me. That’s by the way. Guess who and what I saw?” Rachel said in a hushed tone.
“I can’t guess. Tell me.” Shawn said, uninterested.
“Guess…. just guess.” Rachel persisted.
“I can’t, Rachel. It’s either you tell me or you leave it.” Shawn said.
“Fine. I saw your cheating fiance.” Rachel said and Shawn immediately turned to look at her.
“What did you just say? You saw Tiffany?” He asked.
“Is that not your fiance’s name? I saw her.”
“Where? Here in this bar?” Shawn asked.
“Yes. Here in this bar. And this proof.” Rachel said and handed him her phone.
She watched his eyes widened in Surprise when he saw the pictures.
“How did you get this picture?” Shawn asked, pushing her phone towards her on the table.
“When I went back to the restroom, I saw her making out with a man in front of the men’s restroom and I decided to take pictures because it would be my word against hers if I don’t have proof. She is a cheap whore that first hesitates to go down with anyone in trousers.” Rachel said, and picked up her phone.
“What could she be doing here?” Shawn asked and started looking around the bar, in search of Tiffany.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and Rachel turned to look at the direction he was looking and that was when she saw Tiffany leaving the bar with her friends.